So how should one go about re-integrating? Genuine question. What are they doing wrong? Is it like a location shoot for eastenders?
Apart from that, Mrs. Lincoln, how did you enjoy the show?
Dwarf handed colouring book and crayons by waitress while on a date with fiancee
Nothing wrong with that.
What’s this, sport?
I had to give up on my favourite Malaysian dish Rendang after several episodes of something similar from a couple of different places.
I just don’t think the Irish body is built for that kind of stuff.
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A Spanish woman has been forced to confess to cheating on her husband-to-be on her hen night with a dwarf stripper after she gave birth to a baby with dwarfism.
[QUOTE=“Julio Geordio, post: 1030256, member: 332”]I had to give up on my favourite Malaysian dish Rendang after several episodes of something similar from a couple of different places.
I just don’t think the Irish body is built for that kind of stuff.[/QUOTE]
the roaster body isnt
[QUOTE=“Julio Geordio, post: 1030256, member: 332”]I had to give up on my favourite Malaysian dish Rendang after several episodes of something similar from a couple of different places.
I just don’t think the Irish body is built for that kind of stuff.[/QUOTE]
It’s hit and miss, vindaloo and various other hot dishes don’t always do it. It doesn’t seem to be related to the level of heat either.
You’d know mate.
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A Spanish woman has been forced to confess to cheating on her husband-to-be on her hen night with a dwarf stripper after she gave birth to a baby with dwarfism.[/QUOTE]
What a tramp.
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A Spanish woman has been forced to confess to cheating on her husband-to-be on her hen night with a dwarf stripper after she gave birth to a baby with dwarfism.[/QUOTE]
“The woman who hasn’t been named”
In other words this story is completely made up.
Having said that, when I was in New York in the early nineties, one of the lads I worked with brought me for a few pints one of the nights. There was a real tough Irish lad out with us, all construction lads. My pal later told me that your man had got married and his wife gave birth eight or so months later to a half caste baby, the progeny of the black male stripper from her hen do. He said your man walked out of the hospital room without a word and never spoke to her or about her since.
i call bullshit on that whole story, not only dont i believe the half caste story but I doubt flattly worked in the US
I call for an infraction
[QUOTE=“The Selfish Giant, post: 1030320, member: 80”]i call bullshit on that whole story, not only dont i believe the half caste story but I doubt flattly worked in the US
I call for an infraction[/QUOTE]
Request denied
[QUOTE=“The Selfish Giant, post: 1030320, member: 80”]i call bullshit on that whole story, not only dont i believe the half caste story but I doubt flattly worked in the US
I call for an infraction[/QUOTE]
Why would you doubt I worked there, not that I care? Why would I lie?
Lived on katonah in the Bronx, close enough to Yonkers. Worked as a labourer (as usual) for a sparky.
I’m amazed you care enough to post this in any case. I’m touched:-).
PS the half caste story I can’t obviously confirm, but this is what I was told. I wasn’t sure whether to believe it or not, but I was told it in the ordinary course of an evening, not as a bit of salacious gossip. It’s obviously touched a nerve. I think I’ll delete it.
Never back down.
Oops, can’t as its been quoted, but I’ll delete my original post. Actually fuck it I can’t be bothered. Apologies if it offended anyone.
I know, but I had slight reservations in the first place, as my suspicion is that it is true, and its a small enough world, and a very personal thing for those involved* I am sure.
- bar the stripper.